Memo 004: Thank Yous and Loose Ends (Backtrack to day after zombie outbreak ends)

[prpl_assistant]

A. Phone (Filtered away from The Doctor, The Major and Schrodinger)

Thank you to everyone who came by the hospital and defended it. It wasn't easy, but we did it, and I'm really grateful for everyone's cooperation.

B. Phone (filtered to both the RED Spy and the BLU Spy)

Would it be possible for me to see the two of you today? Sometime before lunch?

C. Phone (filtered to the BLU Sniper, hackable)

Mr Mundy, I was wondering whether you'd like me to take you around town today? If it's not too much trouble, I can meet up with you after lunch.

D. Action (around 1337 Benny Road)

(Miss Pauling seems to be busy with something, being up early in the morning. It looks like she's baking...something. However, based on the annoyed look on her face, it doesn't seem to be working...there's a strong smell of cookies in the kitchen, with just a tinge of a burning smell. Anyone who happens to be awake at 8am in the morning and around 1337 Benny Road may just get a free sample cookie with some crumbly black bits.)

E. Action
(If anyone's around the neighborhoods, they'll see Miss Pauling holding a slip of paper as she navigates through all the houses in the hope of finding one. She's got a bag of something that's emitting a nice smell, if a bit burnt. Approach her?)

F. Action (726 Anderson Lane)

(With some help from the Spies, she found out where Miss Susan stays at. With a bag of cookies (only slightly burnt on the edges) she finds herself at the doorstep. She looks a bit anxious, but eventually she gets enough courage to knock on the door.)

Comments

[prpl_assistant]

That's...a long time to be alive.

So all the personifications get together to solve world problems? You world must be a lot more peaceful than mine then; world leaders in my home can't ever seem to agree on anything.

[vytis]

...Well... We have bosses and governments that do the decision-making for the most part. We can come up with ideas but we do what our people decide. And it's not as if all of us can agree about many things, either...

[prpl_assistant]

Ah...I see...

Speaking of which, the personification of the USSR called me the other day. It was...an interesting conversation, to say the least. He offered me his assistance if I was ever in trouble. Ms Ukraine is a very nice woman as well; though the idea of a country running a flower shop is still a bit, umm, difficult for me to imagine. However, she was very kind to speak with me.

[vytis]

Russia is from 1812, actually, so he's not the USSR yet. Still, you should be careful when you speak to him. He's--unpredictable. Ah, but Miss Ukraine is much nicer than her brother. Is he still the USSR in your world?

[prpl_assistant]

1812...so he's still the Russian Empire then...is he from after Napolean then?

(She makes a mental note to stay away from Mr Russia if she can help it...)

Well, yes, he is. The Cold War is still going on back home, but no one can tell whether there's going to be a real war or not.

You're from a future time then, Mr Lithuania? I'm from 1968.

[vytis]

I didn't ask him. I'm from 2011, though, and the Soviet Union has dissolved. I left in 1990. There was no war as such, at least not in my world.

[prpl_assistant]

Really? That's really surprising. Most people thought that the USSR was going to start the next World War. It's good to know that it ended without any bloodshed, I guess.

So, what do you do in Mayfield then? Is it very different to be a human instead of a personification?

[vytis]

[He's not going to comment on the bloodshed thing.]

I've gotten my regular nation self back, but Mayfield has me working at the bakery. I'm not sure if it was really that different--I wasn't so worried about all of my people. Well, I was, but it was hard to think about all of them like I usually can.

[prpl_assistant]

Nation self? I'm sorry, but I don't really understand.

(Aaaaaaand the Nation of Lithuania works at a bakery. Next thing she's going to hear is that the United States of America works as a teacher in the school.)

[vytis]

Well, we're not human, not exactly. I don't age, you can't really kill me like you could kill a human, and it's--well, I suppose most people can't worry simultaneously about three million people, but I can.

[prpl_assistant]

That's a lot of worrying to do, Mr Lithuania.

(She can't imagine having responsibility for that many people. It must be hard, she thinks.)

I sort of understand now, I think.

(She suddenly reaches into the bag and hands him a cookie. It's sort of burnt around the edges, and it looks a bit hard, but it's definitely edible.)

I still owe you a thank you for all the help you gave me on that first day. You were the first one to reply to my call for help, and I really am thankful for it. The cookies are meant for someone else, but I'm sure she wouldn't miss one.

[vytis]

Well, I'm used to it.

[He will take it; he's nothing if not polite.]

You really don't have to, it's not fair to leave the newcomers confused, after all.

[prpl_assistant]

I insist. I really...owe more to you than you think, Mr Lithuania.

(She says this very seriously, her eyes meeting his.)

I have to go now unfortunately, but I really did enjoy meeting you. If you ever need any help in return, please give me a call. I'll be sure to do all that I can.

[vytis]

Thank you, Miss Pauling. I'll do what I can to help you if you need it as well. I'll see you later.

[prpl_assistant]

Goodbye and have a nice day.

(She waves and heads off.)